Zimo smiled.

How did it make it seem like she wanted Long Li's eyes.

It's not her who did it.

Moreover, she was not the one who cut off the nerves of all of them, so why did it seem like she was the culprit.

People~

Sure enough, they all like to pick soft persimmons......

Alas, want to be a good person.

Why is it so hard?

Zimo looked at the sky silently.

Looking at the corners of his host's slightly upturned lips, the two hundred and five, who were hiding in the corner and shivering, couldn't help but shudder.

Boom ~ The host of his own house is laughing, why is it called this tube is hairy~ (⊙o⊙)

"Mr. Teng, what do you want me to do?"

Zimo was silent for a second, lifted her eyelids, and looked at Teng Feng opposite with a calm face.

Teng Feng frowned.

His body was also slightly tense, he first looked at Long Li, and then stopped talking: "Xiaomo, let's heal Ensign Long's eyes first, after all, she was also my ......"

"Yes."

Before Teng Feng could finish speaking, Zimo interrupted him.

"Uncle, I'm already a zombie, I'm afraid I can't use these eyes, give it back to her."

Hong's eyes were slightly cold, "What Uncle gave you, do you think I will take it back?" Again....... This eyeball was specially dug for you by your uncle. ”

Long Li's body was stunned, and the whole person was like falling into an ice cellar.

Naturally, Wen Li was also the first to feel the change in her breath.

Before the end of the world, Wen Li's eyes have been chasing Long Li, she has always been confident and flamboyant, she has always been arrogant and tenacious, it seems that nothing can defeat this girl.

There is only red carving, or words.

Then, the only thing he could do for her was ......

Yan Zimo, since he is already a dead man, let's always be a dead man.

"Bang-"

"Momo!"

"Mob!"

"Zha-"

Looking at the gunshot wound on his arm, Zimo frowned.

This Wen Li is really ruthless, if it weren't for Hongjiao recovering her mobility in advance, I am afraid that she would have been shot in the head by Wen Li at this moment.

"Little thing, uncle will give you another chance, kill him, everything is not to blame." Hongjia licked the blood that had fallen on her cheek.

No one would have thought that at the last moment, Zimo would actually hijack Hongjia, and because of her rude actions, she also cut Hongjia's cheek.

"Uncle, I'm sorry, if you insist on refusing to help Ensign Long heal his eyes, I will have to let you sleep for a while......"

After the words fell, she looked at Ah Mang, who had been silent, and said: "Ah Mang, let the nearby zombies retreat, it won't help to continue to wander around, uncle's ability, you haven't seen it." ”

"Momo....... You ......."

Teng Feng wanted to speak and stopped.

Zimo interrupted him directly, "Mr. Teng, are you happy that I did this?" ”

"I ......"

"If you're not happy anymore, I have no other way......." Zimo said with a smile that was more ugly than crying and continued: "Don't feel guilty, I was originally a zombie, a person who has long been dead, and now if I can do something for you, I am also happy." ”

"Little Foam ......"

"But, I'm just afraid, the next time you see me, it's really just a walking corpse......" Zimo's words were not finished, but the meaning could not be more obvious.

Sure enough, Hongyan's face became more and more gloomy, and ink could drip out.